Soumyo Das Poems

Sometimes I look at your picture to get a smile..
Sometimes I look at it and desire..
The desire to feel you close and be felt...
The desire to hold you tight and be held...
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Remember the day we first met..
Me starring.. You blushing..
Hundreds of questions on both minds..
You with your signature silence and me with my wayward talks..
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Everyday I go far and every day I get close..
Every day I grow and every day I shrink..
I drop a tear and I drink a bottle..
I hate and I love..
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I started with a naught.. so has everyone...
I crawled.. walked.. jumped.. then ran..
Falling very often on every pothole.. at every curve..
And getting wounded on every fall...
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Lying back.. A coffee mug.. And someone..
Someone who has come to mean a lot in life..
Just like that silent coffee..
An understated influence..
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There are some broken dreams..
There are some unspoken dreams..
Sleepless nights, my wet eyes and those muted screams..
Holding on, moving on..
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